Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 127 Chapter 127

Lu Qingli's eyes narrowed slightly.This blue-eyed spirit-swallowing beast is indeed gifted, and its intuition for danger is far superior to that of its kind.

Although she could calmly avoid the opponent's attack, every time the long sword stabbed out, the opponent seemed to be a prophet, and retracted her claws in time to protect her vitals.

It seems that I have underestimated it, and I have to think of another way.Lu Qingli pinched a talisman with her left hand.

"Quick, quick..." At this moment, Wenren Chuchen's eager shout came from behind him.

Lu Qingli's heart skipped a beat when she heard this.Why was he able to enter the Mahayana Realm as a casual cultivator in his previous life and become one of the most powerful immortal monarchs in Tianwaitian?

It is because she has cultivated the pulse of the fire spirit to the extreme!

Even if he travels all over the world to learn about the past and the present, and is known as the treasure of the heavenly book in the realm of cultivation, it is for the purpose of learning from the old and bringing forth the new, so as to cultivate the pulse of the fire spirit to the extreme.

Now that she is pregnant with the Jiuling Tianmai, she only thinks that all kinds of sword skills and strange arts can be cultivated, but she has lost the enterprising spirit of the past.

Just like now, when encountering difficulties, he immediately thinks of using talismans, but he never thinks about how to use this sword skill to the extreme.

This is the case with only tempering two spiritual veins, what will happen when the nine spirits are fully opened in the future?I am afraid that if you know everything, but you are not proficient in any one, you will only lose all sentient beings in the end.

The cry of Wenren Chuchen was still echoing in her ears, Lu Qingli felt that she had been given a blow, and she took back the talisman decisively.

Behind him, Chu Qinghan looked surprised at Lu Qingli's actions, thought for a while, and soon, his eyes showed a bit of admiration and admiration, and the sword that just popped up also quietly pressed back.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." The crackling sound of gold and iron was as dense as rain, and the flying sparks interweaved a fire net.

The power of Lu Qingli's true essence circulated rapidly, and the speed of the sword was getting faster and faster.

Because of the excessive consumption of real yuan, her face became as pale as paper, and thin beads of sweat ooze from her forehead.

"Quick, quick..." Behind him, Wen Ren Chuchen was still shouting eagerly.

This is still not fast enough... I have to admit that although this cheap master has a bad habit of trying to save face, he is dedicated to being a teacher.

Lu Qingli gritted her teeth, and the power of true essence in her body exploded violently, rushing towards the arm holding the sword like a flood that burst a bank.

"Om..." The long sword trembled lightly, changing in a myriad of ways, and five dragon shadows emerged in the sky, so clear that it seemed real.

A cold light broke through the confinement of the space, stabbing out from it.

The pair of sharp claws that the blue-eyed spirit-swallowing beast frantically swung stopped like petrification, as if being grabbed by the neck by an invisible big hand, and the roar was cut off from it.

"Quick, quick, run..." Almost at the same time, Wen Ren Chuchen grabbed Lu Qingli's arm.

"Boom!" The huge body of the blue-eyed spirit-swallowing beast slammed down, and it also froze on the spot when it heard people coming out of the dust.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up for a long time, you want me to run away?" Lu Qingli turned her head to look at Master Cheap, with a few black lines erected quickly on her forehead.

I thought this old man was dedicated to his duties as a teacher, and I was very moved.Under the slap in the face, he even brought out his sword skills to the extreme.

Who knows, what others mean is not that she let go of the sword to be faster, but to let her run fast.

Can't you speak well? Why are you stuttering? Do you know that this will kill people?

"Uh... this is a fifth-grade monster. As a teacher, I was worried that something might happen to you, so I was a little nervous." Wenren Chuchen let go of his hand and said awkwardly.

(End of this chapter)